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     Mornings offer something no other time can. They are the most subtle of rebirthings, a gentle hint that, hey, maybe this thing will be a little different. Discovery is still possible.

     Nothing reveals this like waking up in a new place, a reminder of the potential that comes with marination in a new womb. I prefer my home, but away is nice too. Being born is a good thing, even in the smallest of ways.